Paint Me Blue

There's not enough me well...there's way too much of you

I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never do

Never too much violence, ain't it time we had a war

You be on the shirts and I'll be skins and

Well we're flying through the door

 

These are violent times and I only want to do my part

Sing till hatreds depths and smile at what we've both become, cause

 

I need understanding

Just a pack or two

Help me with my troubles

And what to do's

And I don't feel no aging

There ain't nothing new

Yeah well drop me in the ocean and paint me blue

 

I don't have a worry, I don't have a care

I don't have a sound piece of mind, but I manage to fare

I don't like my neighbors, well they're just not my kind

I think it might be all for the whales and I really don't mind

 

These are the golden years

Well I think it's time we cash them in

We sit in our rocking chairs and

Talk about the good old days, cause

 

Chorus

 

These are violent times and I only want to do my part

Sing till my hatred depths and smile at what we've both become, cause

 

Chorus

 

Baby won't you paint me, won't ya paint me blue...

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